Wednesday, July 5, 2017

Please Welcome Mary Morgan

Mary Morgan, a fellow Wild Rose Press author, is my guest today, talking about her latest book. She's also offering a Rafflecopter giveaway, which you'll find toward the end of this post.

The Creativity Behind the Fenian Warriors

Mary Morgan

I have always been fascinated with Celtic mythology, so it only made
sense that I would develop and expand the world of the Fenian Fae Warriors. Theirs
was a world rich in legends, colors, and senses. I’ve based my own fictional
account on the legend of the Tuatha de Danann—one of the invasions of Ireland. They
were also known as the Shining Ones or the Fae.

The Tuatha de Danann were defeated in two battles by the Milesians, whom
historians and scholars alike agree were probably the first Gaels in Ireland.
It was agreed that the new invaders (Milesians) and the Tuatha de Danann would
each rule half of Ireland. Therefore, it was that Amergin of the Milesians
chose that half of Ireland, which lay above ground, leaving the Tuatha de Danann
to retreat below. They were led underground by Manannán mac Lir, God of the
Sea, who shielded them with an enchanted mist from mortal eyes. As time passed,
they became known as the Sidhe (Shee), or Ireland’s faery folk.

My vision for the world of the Fae expanded as I was writing Conn and
Ivy’s story. Ireland was always at the center, but I built this fantasy world
beneath the Hill of Tara. It is a sacred place of the ancient High Kings of
Ireland and linked to the Tuatha de Danann. At the top of the hill stands a
stone pillar that was called the Irish Lia
Fáil, known as the Stone of Destiny. The High Kings of Ireland were crowned
on this place. Therefore, my world of the Fae below mirrors the beauty of
Ireland, but I’ve included crystal palaces, flowing waterfalls, lush foliage, and magic.

Legends states the Tuatha de Danann descended from the stars to Ireland.
I’d like to consider that there is some truth to these tales, since I’ve
incorporated them into my fictional story.

Whatever you believe, I hope you enjoy the Fae realm I’ve created in
“Quest of a Warrior.”

Blurb:

“You met them in the Order of the Dragon Knights. Now,
journey to the realm of the Fae and witness their legends!"

Fenian Warrior, Conn MacRoich has traveled the
earth for thousands of years, guarding the realm between mortal and Fae. His
deeds are legendary. Yet, one mistake will force him on a journey to fix a
broken time-line. However, on Conn’s quest, he must face a human female who
will eventually bring this ancient warrior to his knees.

When Ivy O’Callaghan inherits her uncle’s
estate, she never imagines there will be more secrets to unravel, including the
one she hides from the world. With the help of a mysterious stranger, she
learns to trust and step out of the shadows. However, nothing prepares Ivy when
she learns Conn's true identity.

As the loom of fate weaves a thread around the
lovers from two different worlds, will the sacrifices they make lead them to
love? Or will their secrets destroy and separate them forever?

Excerpt:

“Intoxication can unleash the beast within a Fae.” ~Chronicles
of the Fae

Conn fought the bolt of
desire spearing a path throughout his body. Her touch spoke volumes—an
invitation to taste. Never had he longed to kiss a human like this wee lass.
His heart beat loudly, and he found himself unable to move. She was a Goddess
of the moonlight. It danced off her face and hair, and he trembled before her.
Ivy’s fingers traced down his cheek and across his lips. He was helpless to
contain the growl that escaped from his mouth.

The rush of passion
overtook him, and Conn slammed the door on his mind. Grasping Ivy around the
waist, he hoisted her up on top of the bridge. Her lips parted on a sigh, and
he lowered his mouth to feast on something he dared not take. The first brush
of her soft lips against his own ignited a hunger he could no longer contain.
Taking her moan deep into him, Conn glorified in the sensation of her mouth—one
filled with a honeyed sweetness.

The Fae warrior became
just a man for the first time. Something primal burst within him. Emotions he
had never felt left him dizzy, spiraling to a physical plane. He craved them
all. His lips seared a course down her neck, to her throat, and then recaptured
the velvet warmth of her mouth.

Award-winning Scottish paranormal romance author, Mary Morgan, resides in Northern California, with her own knight in shining armor. However, during her travels to Scotland, England, and Ireland, she left a part of her soul in one of these countries and vows to return.

Mary's passion for books started at an early age along with an overactive imagination. She spent far too much time daydreaming and was told quite often to remove her head from the clouds. It wasn't until the closure of Borders Books where Mary worked that she found her true calling--writing romance. Now, the worlds she created in her mind are coming to life within her stories.

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I'm a mom, wife, strategist, lover of snark, volunteer, shoe- and choco-holic. I write to escape the craziness of life. Sometimes I even write about that craziness! My blogs are usually a bit snarky; my books are contemporary romance. I also write freelance articles for magazines, newspapers, and edit newsletters.